He had a laptop in front of him and seemed to be in the midst of a research session. He’d claimed an entire table by covering it with papers, including a map of the area. The map had a bunch of colored dots on it with the highest concentration in the main part of the city. It looked like he was tracking hero sightings.

Asar chugged the remains of his coffee, never taking his eyes off of the screen in front of him. It didn’t look like he needed the extra caffeine; his leg bounced up and down and he was typing fast enough that his hands were a blur.

“...Nothing by the park recently.” he muttered to himself. “Slacking.”

Goldie walked by the table and noticed Asar sitting next to it. "Hi, Asar, what are you doing there?" she asked. Then she spotted the map with colored dots on it. "What's that?" she said again, quietly this time.

Asar startled, almost knocking over his coffee cup. He held it in both hands as he looked at Lacey and Goldie. “Oh. Hi! I’m just seeing where these heroes tend to pop up at. It seems to be in just your usual areas, but every once in a while they... appear. And just as suddenly, they disappear. I’m tapped into this online community that tracks them, and I was just putting down the most recent sightings in the past couple months or so on a map for some clarity.” He stared into his empty coffee mug, a confused expression on his face. “Did I drink this?”

Asar’s eyes widened. “I’m being rude, aren’t I? Do you guys want some drinks? On the house.” He slid behind the coffee shop’s counter. “My parents are in the back doing inventory, so I’m running the place for now. We’re not really busy this time of day.” he explained, picking up a coffeepot with a skull on it. He poured it into his cup and took a sip. “Death Wish coffee. My favorite. Anyways, some of the other hero trackers are obsessed with finding out who they are. They try to follow them and see where they live and whatever. It’s pretty crazy. I think the appearances and disappearances are just them switching out of their costumes, but who knows? They’ve got powers, after all. Anything could happen.

"People are... tracking the heroes?" Goldie tilted her head a little bit. "That's kinda creepy," she added. She stared at Asar's cup. "Wait, can I have some coffee as well? You're running the coffee shop, aren't you?"

“Wouldn’t put it past them.” Asar grinned. “Aliens, supervillains... it all sounds like we’re in a comic book.” He poured a cup of less strong coffee and passed it to Goldie. “There’s sugar and cream and all that good stuff over there.” he pointed to another counter of meticulously organized creamers and such. “It’s a build-your-own kind of thing.”

Asar picked up another pitcher and poured some hot chocolate into a mug. He handed it to Jay den right as his computer made a pinging sound. Dashing over to it, he quickly scanned the screen. “Dang. It’s just a crazy talking about how they’re really gods in disguise.” He sat down, setting off the whoppee cushion. Asar jumped up in surprise and picked it up off of his chair.

“I believe this is yours,” he said to Mary, trying hard not to smile. “Careful where you leave it, you might forget where it is.”

Asar shrugged and went behind the counter to make more hot chocolate. “You never know. Personally, I don’t really care what they are, so long as they keep us safe.” he walked out holding two mugs and a bag of marshmallows. He handed the mugs to Lacey and Marigold and set the bag down on the table.